• you dream of girls and flirting
    while i dream of this town burning

    im glad there is still some hate
    id save you but its way too late

    in my mind im down and bleeding
    with lots of attention that im still needing

    i rhymed with every sentence
    but every rhyme showed my difference

    we used to be the best of friends
    but i know this poem will tie loose ends

    how did we let all the others
    come between us two brothers

    it was just a girl
    not a pearl

    we were always cool
    till you started acting like a fool
    trying to start a fight in our school....